P.E. sucked. P.E. redefined sucked. While everyone thought Disco sucked, I thought P.E. sucked.
Actually I sucked at athletics, that's why P.E. sucked, and the 'highlight the worst athlete in the school selection process' - that made it suck as well. It just sucked.
Every now and then the top jock would make me his first choice, thus sparing me the embarassment of being the usual last choice, but the only reason he did it was because he knew I sucked and felt sorry for me. The fact that my sister was a cheerleader was just a coincidence.
Other times the P.E. teacher would team me and some other poor athelete up with a superjock so there'd be this comedy-like basketball game going on - a cartoon to see how a superstar could do with two losers. Another reason P.E. sucked.
I won't even talk about 'shower humiliation'. But it also caused P.E. to suck.
Eventually, I refused P.E. althogether (and the required semester of swimming) and took: art, instead.
I'm over it now, but it was tough. Of all the things in life I've ran away from, P.E. is the one I worry about the least, pretty much not at all. It just sucked too much to worry about.